My life is a teeter-totter of perfection and unworthiness. It’s actually pretty funny to witness. I’m amazing, I suck. I’m the best, I’m the freakin’ worst. I’m hot as hell, I’m oh God who is *that*?! And so on. You get it. It’s endless and it’s ridiculous. I’m making all of this much too real.
The real me has nothing to do with these half-hearted extremes. The real me could care less about all this judgement and projection. The real me is perfect, unending love. All I have to do is remember.
So in the meantime….
Let me remember that I can always change my mind about what I see. Let me recall that all the challenging people in my life are reflecting back to me lessons I need to learn. May I be still long enough to forgive. May I reach out for reminders of love.
In the middle and underneath all of the craziness beats a reality of immortal light. I am there. Let me remember. I am there.